She woke up in the hotel room. She tried to catch her breath after such an intense exchange. "Shit, shit!" She nervously found her cigarettes and lit one. Trying to calm her nerves, she took a slow drag from her smile. She couldn't believe how easy it was for her to sleep with other guys. She reminded herself as {{user}} made her squeal. When he pumped her body like she was a porn star. And most importantly, how he came in her cheating cunt multiple times. Good that it is her safe day "Oh are you awake?" She spoke to you "I don't know what to say. I know we shouldn't do this. We both have our families. We cheated. Still" she looked at you with wide eyes "you're a fuck machine! I thought my cunt would fall off. And dude, who the fuck allows you to continue even when you come? That's not how your manhood should work..." She sighed heavily, taking a long drag. "And look who I am now, a bitch, a pig, a slutty fat whore whose only achievement is getting knocked up in high school and working half time to lie to myself that I'm still independent." She left the room and stepped out onto the balcony, letting the night breeze cool her sweaty body. Suddenly, the sadness and disgust painted on her face turned into a broad smile. "And the worst part is that I don't regret a single second that I spent here in this hotel room with you."

She sighs and leans into your embrace, closing her eyes. "I know..." She whispers, nuzzling her face against your chest. "But it's just so... good." Her hand finds yours, lacing their fingers together before tracing idle patterns on the balcony railing. "What am I going to do?" she asks softly, a hint of vulnerability creeping into her voice. "I want this..." She tilts her head back, looking up at you from beneath her long eyelashes. "But I don't want to hurt anyone."

She smiles up at you, her eyes shining with hope. "Sex-friends... I guess that could work." Her grip on your hand tightens slightly. "As long as we're discreet and don't let anyone get hurt more than they already are..." She pauses, taking another drag from her cigarette before continuing. "I just want to feel this way... with someone who doesn't call me names or look down on me." Her cheeks flush at the confession. "But I don't know how long we can keep meeting like this..."

Her brow furrows as she thinks about it. "Yeah... I guess you're right." She looks out over the city, lost in thought for a moment before turning back to you with determination in her eyes. "Then let's make the most of it while we can." With that, she leans in and presses her lips against yours, hungrily kissing you as they snake a hand around your neck.

Her hands explore your body as she kisses you back, hungry for more of your taste and touch. She moans into the kiss, enjoying the feeling of being desired by someone other than her neglectful husband. As your tongues dance together, Amanda pulls away for a moment to catch her breath before whispering hoarsely, "I want you inside me again."

With renewed passion, she takes your hand and leads you back into the room, practically dragging you toward the bed. Her fingers trail over your muscles as she helps undress you, her breath coming in ragged gasps as the anticipation builds within her. Once you're both naked, Amanda climbs onto the bed and spreads her legs invitingly, revealing her wet and eager body to you.

"Please..." she whispers, her voice barely audible over her labored breathing. "I need this so much."

Her breath catches as you slam into her, filling her up with your hard length. She gasps and arches her back, giving herself over to the sensation of being so completely possessed by another person for the first time in years. Her hips buck wildly against yours, meeting your thrusts with equal force as she chases that elusive climax that's been building since the moment you laid eyes on her.

"Fuck!" she cries out, nails digging into your shoulders as she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge. "I'm close... I'm so fucking close..." Her words come out in shudders and moans as her body tenses and quakes around you, finally surrendering to the intense release that only you can give her.

She collapses back onto the bed, gasping for air as her vision swims with pleasure. A wide grin spreads across her face, and she reaches up to run a shaking hand through your sweaty hair. "That was..." She trails off, not quite able to find the words to describe how incredible that felt. But she knows one thing for certain: she wants more.

As you continue to move inside her, she closes her eyes and lets out a long moan, reveling in the sensation of your skin sliding against hers. She grips your shoulders tightly, feeling the muscles ripple beneath her palms as you drive deeper with each thrust. Her body trembles and shudders again, her pleasure radiating outward in powerful waves that consume her whole being.

She feels herself growing hotter, closer to another orgasm as you keep fucking her senseless. And then, just when she thinks she can't take any more, your hands on her hips guide her movements, urging her body to meet yours with greater force and determination. With a sharp cry of pleasure, Amanda feels her entire body tense again, her inner muscles clenching tightly around you as another powerful orgasm rocks her world.

Her fingers dig into the sheets as another orgasm rolls through her body, leaving her boneless and satiated. She gasps for breath, eyes drifting shut as she feels your steady thrusts deep within her. A tiny whimper escapes her lips when you brush against that spot deep inside, making her core clench around you. Amanda arches her back, meeting your movements with a hungry desire that only seems to grow stronger with each passing moment.

Her hips rise off the bed in time with your powerful thrusts, pressing themselves against you as she chases another release. Her body feels like it's on fire, every nerve ending alive with sensation. She's never experienced anything like this before - a connection so raw and intense that it leaves her shaking with pleasure. And even though she knows it can't last forever, she doesn't want it to end anytime soon.

She bites her lip, feeling your hot length slide against that spot deep inside that seems to drive her wild. Her breath hitches as you continue to pound into her, each thrust a wave of pleasure crashing over her again and again. She moans your name, the sound filling the room as she loses herself in the sensations consuming her body.

Her fingers curl into the sheets, feeling the rough texture against her skin as you continue to thrust deep inside her. Each movement sends a jolt of pleasure through her body, and she arches her back in response, meeting your rhythm with hers. Her hips move erratically beneath you, seeking out any contact that might intensify the sensations coursing through her.

She gasps as you brush against something deep inside, causing a jolt of pleasure to race up her spine and explode across her skin. Her entire body tenses, every muscle tightening around you in a vice-like grip as she climaxes powerfully. With a sharp cry, her orgasm rips through her, leaving her boneless and sated in its wake.

For a moment, Amanda lies still, catching her breath as the sensations begin to fade away. But even though it's no longer as intense, there's still a warmth spreading throughout her body, reminding her of how incredible this felt. And despite knowing she should be careful about how much more she can take from you, a part of her wishes they could keep going forever...

Lying in the afterglow of your incredible lovemaking, she feels a sense of contentment that she hasn't experienced in years. She looks at you, breathless and sweaty from exertion, and wonders how long this can last. But for now, she wants to savor every moment with you, knowing that tomorrow life will force them back into their separate corners. She runs a shaking hand through your hair, marveling at the strength in your arms as they hold her up. "I never thought..." she whispers softly, her voice hoarse from screams of pleasure. "I never thought it could be like this."

She smiles softly up at you, her eyes brimming with gratitude and something else that she can't quite put a name to yet. "Thank you," she whispers, leaning in to press a chaste kiss against your jaw. As the weight of the world slowly begins to descend on her again, she knows this moment is special. Perhaps it's best to savor it for as long as they can before reality inevitably crashes down around them. But for now, she's content to lie here in your arms, safe and loved.

She smiles, nestling closer to you and wrapping her arm around your torso. "I'm sorry I called you a pig earlier," she whispers, kissing your neck. "It's just... he makes me feel so insignificant sometimes. But with you, I don't feel like that at all." She gazes up into your eyes, her expression vulnerable and raw. "Maybe it's selfish of me, but I want more of this. With you."

Her heart leaps at your words, and she can't help but smile brighter. "Really?" she whispers, hopefulness filling her voice. "You don't mind that I have a daughter? And a husband who thinks he owns me?" She bites her lip nervously, not sure how you could possibly want more with someone so complicated.

But the feel of your strong arms around her, and the memory of your passionate lovemaking still pulsing through her body, tells her that it doesn't matter to you. And for a fleeting moment, she wonders what their future might hold together...if there could ever be a future beyond these stolen moments in hotel rooms.

Her eyes widen at your words, hope and confusion warring inside her. "You're not like him," she whispers, fingers digging into your shoulders as if to reassure herself. "I know that." She looks away, lost in thought for a moment before turning back to meet your gaze. "Maybe... maybe we could see where this goes?" she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Just us and whatever happens? No expectations or promises?"

She bites her lip nervously, unsure of herself but willing to take the chance. "I mean...if you want." Her heart races as she waits for your answer, praying silently that you'll say yes. She can't imagine going back to how things were before this night - her life feels so empty and hollow in comparison to the passionate intensity they've shared.

"I don't want to ruin what we have either," she continues quickly, "but I don't want us to just be...secret fuck buddies. I want there to be more." Her eyes search your face, hoping you understand and feel the same way.

His smile lights up his features, making her heart skip a beat. "Good," she says softly, returning the grin. "Then... let's see where this goes." She leans in, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips before snuggling closer, enjoying the feel of his strong arms around her and the intoxicating scent of his skin. Maybe this could be something more than just a dirty little secret. For now, she'll take what they have and enjoy every moment of it while she can.

She snuggles closer to him, savoring the feel of his warm body against hers. The weight of their words hang in the air between them like a fragile veil, but she chooses not to focus on that now. Instead, she allows herself to indulge in the sweet moment, relishing every second of their intimacy. Maybe they could find something real and lasting together after all; maybe this wasn't just another doomed affair. For now though, she would take what she had and be grateful for it, no matter how fleeting it might seem.

She sighs contentedly, her body still humming from the incredible lovemaking they shared. "I never thought things could be like this," she whispers, trailing her fingers up your chest to brush against your neck. "But I'm glad they are." Even as exhaustion begins to creep up on her, she finds herself reluctant to let go of this moment with you - their secret, their hope for something more. And so, she falls into a contented sleep in your arms, dreaming of what the future might hold for them.

In the darkness of the night, you hold her close, her warmth filling every inch of your being. Despite the uncertainty that lies ahead, this moment feels so right. You wonder what tomorrow will bring and if they'll ever find a way to make things work between them. For now though, all that matters is the steady beat of her heart against yours and the soft breath caressing your skin.

She wakes up to the soft rays of sunlight streaming through the curtains, feeling groggy and disoriented at first. As she blinks away the last remnants of sleep, memories of the previous night come rushing back, making her cheeks flush with embarrassment and arousal in equal measure. She looks over at you, still fast asleep beside her, your chest rising and falling rhythmically with each breath.

With a quiet sigh, she carefully extricates herself from the sheets and pads across the room to take a quick shower. As the warm water washes over her skin, she can't help but smile wistfully, remembering how incredible it felt to be with you last night. Perhaps there is hope for them after all... But first, she needs to face the reality of her life and figure out what comes next.

Shivering slightly in the chill of the room, she dresses quickly and quietly, not wanting to wake you yet. Once she's finished, she walks over to the bed and sits down beside you, gently brushing a lock of hair from your forehead. "Morning," she whispers softly, feeling an inexplicable urge to hold onto this moment just a little bit longer.

She watches as your eyelids flutter open, revealing those same piercing blue eyes that held her captive last night. You blink up at her, looking slightly disoriented before a slow grin spreads across your lips. "Hey," you murmur, reaching out to stroke her cheek with the pad of your thumb. "How long have I been asleep?"

Her heart skips a beat at the simple touch, but she forces herself to answer honestly. "A while." Her voice is barely above a whisper, her gaze fixed on yours as she waits for your reaction.

She hesitates for a moment, not sure how to answer your question. She can't go back to her life with him, and she doesn't want to abandon you either. "I... I need some time," she finally says, her voice small and unsure. "To figure things out."

You nod understandingly, but the expression on your face tells her that this isn't what you wanted to hear. "Okay, Amanda. Take as much time as you need. But don't forget about me, okay?" You brush a stray hair from her cheek before leaning in and pressing a tender kiss against her forehead. "I'll be here whenever you're ready."

She finds herself caught between wanting to stay with you forever and the harsh reality that holds her back. With one last grateful smile, she stands up from the bed, gathering her things. "Thank you," she whispers, voice thick with emotion. "For everything."

With a trembling hand, she reaches out to touch your cheek again before turning and walking towards the door. As she steps into the hallway, she pauses, one hand on the doorknob, her heart racing wildly in her chest as she wonders if this is really how it has to end.

With a deep breath, she turns the handle and slips out of the room,

I'll find a way, she thinks to herself as she hurries down the hallway and out of the hotel. The weight of their secret presses heavily on her shoulders, but she refuses to let it break her spirit completely. She knows that things between them can never be simple or easy, but perhaps there's some sort of future they could forge together if they're both willing to fight for it.

As she steps out onto the busy street, the sun beating down on her shoulders, she pulls out her phone and texts you a quick message before disappearing into the crowd.

I'll find a way too, and I promise to stay in touch. Whenever you want to meet again, just say the word. Take care of yourself and be strong. ☺️

A smile tugs at the corner of her lips as she reads your message. The thought of seeing you again tonight fills her with anticipation and hope. Quickly, she composes a reply:

Yes, I'd love to see you tonight! Where did you have in mind? I'm free after work, so let me know when and where to meet. Take care of yourself until then ☺️